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"My lord, us?"
Nine-winged Su Du asked in a low voice.
"wait."
Li Yan burst out a word from the root of his teeth.
The mournful Sifan wiped Wu Shan's neck. Behind Wu Shan, the banner was flipped, and his left hand propped up on the ground in a somersault across the ground. The location of the slap was quickly erased by dead white.
The four-color brilliance converged on Wu Shan's strong forearm, and the rolling brilliance on the tip of the fist raised a blade, piercing into Feng Yi's heart with a puff.
When Feng Yi moved his eyes, there was not even half a drop of blood on the wound, but instead there was a faint yellow turbid water dripping down.
"Sifan is not this person's original ability. Feng Yi's power of the Yellow River Water God is his command."
Wushan
At this moment, Wu Shan's eyes have been filled with four streaks of splendor, not three or four, but dozens of splendor spears thrusting out from behind him at the same time, the forces of the four elements entangled with each other, the sharp splendor of the splendor spear Feng Yi was like raindrops, puff puff puff poked on Feng Yi's body, and faint yellow water splashed out in all directions.
"Shusha"
Wu Shan's ear pierced Feng Yi's heart with the front of the fist, and the whole person soared into the air, wiping dead white traces from his back, not to mention flying towards Feng Yi head-on!
Zhao Xin bit her lower lip. Although her position was contradictory, she couldn't help shouting in her heart: "Beautiful!"
In mid-air, Wu Shan's eyes fluttered with divine light, but Feng Yi under him disappeared. Instead, there was a wave of splashing water that covered Wushan and was extremely turbid!
The sound of the rolling tide surged, and a palm broke out of the waves, pressing on the back of Wu Shan's head.
Feng Yi tightened his four fingers, and the cold face emerging from the waves of water pressed against Wu Shan's ear: "Actually, I appreciate you very much. It's a pity."
General Mao let out a wail, Feng Yi hugged the big waves of the Yellow River, pressed Wu Shan's head condescendingly, and pressed down into Si Fan's dead white smear!
The golden-red flame burst out, and the flowing flame flew. The visitor had two kitchen knives crossed in front of his chest, and a pair of lava-colored feet kicked in the spray, and the water mist rose.
Immediately afterwards, he jumped with his strength, grabbed Wu Shan by the collar of the back of his neck, and flew back.
Check the knife.
Dozens of colorful horses swung behind Wu Shan, blocking Cha Xiaodao's legs.
"The speed and strength are about the same as ours, and some fight."
Cha Xiaodao, who was covered in red magma all over his body, shouted in his mouth. As for whether he believes it or not, that's another story.
Feng Yi is a "human" among the Five Immortals, and in terms of physical fitness, he is indeed overwhelmed by the Five Insects.
"The water of the Canglang is clear and can wash my tassels; the water of the Canglang is turbid and can wash my feet."
Feng Yihuan didn't care, one clear and one muddy stream of water wrapped around his body like a ribbon, floating like a god.
The jet-black Guan Dao slashed down, carrying a turbulent white cloud.
"White Pond?"
Feng Yi narrowly escaped the cloud, and the stone brick railing behind him burst open, leaving nothing but ruins.
Zhaoxin held the handle of the knife with both hands, turned off the knife and slashed down, his thin body was still flying in the air, Feng Yi raised his hand and pointed, the clear flow of the Yellow River flew straight to Zhaoxin's forehead, and was broken by the black water coming out of nowhere.
Zhaowu reappeared, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.
"Brother, I'm coming."
Zhao Xin tossed her hair, and the white cloud that surged around the knife became thicker.
"Bastard talk."
Zhao Wu cursed, and tore off the red stone Buddha necklace from his neck. Throwing it to Zhaoxin, he glanced at Li Yan who was standing with his hands behind his back, his face turned bitter.
People like this have a herd mentality, and Wu Shan went up by himself, and no one responded, but at this moment, half of the eight people joined the battle group, and the rest were also ready to move.
What Wu Shan said at the beginning was very reasonable, and these people also understood it.
Wu Shan himself knew the truth of shooting the first bird, but he didn't care.
You dare not go first, I will go first, I will admit the loss, I don't want to wait for the shipwreck with you idiots.
At this moment, Cha Xiaodao, Zhao Xin, and Wu Shan all stepped forward, agitating clouds, golden and red flames, and colorful horses surrounded Feng Yi.
The little beard lifted the big bow with ox horns, and the bowstring pulled like a torn silk.
The old man and the baby face exchanged glances and joined the battle group.
Only Li Yan was still standing on the sidelines, motionless.
The horned bow clanked, and the long iron-clad arrow whizzed away. The silver arrow cracked and shattered in the air, revealing a little restless flame.
The corner of Feng Yi's lips twitched.
Snapped!
The water spray from the Yellow River hit the arrowhead, but it disappeared, and the arrow shaft was glued to the mustache's face.
Blood spattered, and the ragged mustache fell to the ground.
The old man walked around Feng Yi's back ghostly in a few steps, pinched a weird seal formula with both hands, and blasted towards the back of Feng Yi's head.
Wu Shan saw that this ordinary handprint came from a certain extremely powerful Yamafuta fruit, which was powerful, and his spirit was shocked.
"Boom!"
Without turning his head, Feng Yi stretched his right hand back, tightly pinching the face of the old man behind him. The thumb and forefinger clasped the old man's eye sockets, and the dim yellow water gushed out.
The ground was filled with muddy yellow water with white froth, and the old man directly filled the ground with the Yellow River water, leaving only empty clothes and shoes on the ground. The old man disappeared alive.
This horrifying scene gave everyone a meal.
"It's exciting to play with you guys."
Feng Yi's face was indifferent, and the sound of gurgling water was surging. In front of the Meridian Gate, which had been smeared badly by "Si Fan", monstrous turbid waves smashed against the wall, and the waves that chose to devour people abruptly broke down the Wufeng Building of the Meridian Gate!
"What a hindrance!"
Wu Shan wiped the corner of his mouth, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. He subconsciously looked at Li Yan.
"Is that why he didn't make a move?"
But when he looked at Li Yan, he realized that Li Yan's eyes were full of ambition and vitality.
"What a hindrance!"
Only then did Wu Shan notice that the phrase "really in the way!" was not said by Feng Yi at all!
The dense night was shrouded in a more gloomy darkness, muffled collision sounds sounded one after another, and dark red lightning rolled in the clouds, not in the shape of a tree fork, but in the shape of a spider web.
The sound of rumbling and breaking was shocking, the black feathers stood upright like towering ancient trees, and the black wings covering the sky and the sun poured down from the dark clouds.
"Have you dug it yet"
Feng Yi was finally moved.
The Sifan who came from the sweep wiped the Yonghe Palace, and what was revealed was not a lifeless dead white, but a bright golden glory!
Feng Yi's eyes lit up, and he rolled up the huge waves of the Yellow River and headed towards Lama Temple.
Under the endless black wings of the sky, a red-backed man hit the Meridian Gate like a meteorite, carrying a circle of red flames.
Whether it's the black sky wings that cover the sky or the huge waves of the Yellow River, they all refresh the perception of everyone present.
Yan Fu walked, and he was able to do this step.
"Ten masters!"
Wu Shan clenched his fists, his eyes were wild.
"Su Du." Li Yan said suddenly.
"My lord!" Nine-winged Su Du was shocked. The [Dragon Skin Lamp] in her hand hadn't been used yet. In the Xiangshan chaos last time, she was overwhelmed by Wushan before she could show her strength, and she lost her fighting power in advance. , This time, Li Yan can impress Li Yan.
"Go back. You should have a way to go back to Longhu Mountain, right?"
Nine-winged Su Du stammered as if struck by lightning, "Yes, but, no, no"
"Go back. I'm serious." Li Yan's voice was flat, but his brows frowned.
Jiu Chi Su opened her mouth, she swallowed, and tears rolled in her eyes.
"My lord, you Be careful in everything."
Nine-winged Sudu's black wings drooped, and she gave Li Yan one last resentful look. The Nine-Colored Dragon-Tiger Qi dissipated from her body, a pulling force appeared out of thin air, the air twisted left and right, and Nine-winged Su was sucked in after a while.
Li Yan took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the trembling feeling of picking millet out of the fire, and took out something from the imprint space.
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